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1 " Zane hasn't done anything,' I protest. 'He's been helping me.'Cecilia looks at me, the gun still level in her hand. 'But don't you see, baby girl? He's only going to hurt you in the end. They all are... "
― Cynthia Omololu
2 " His blue eyes smear into mine. 'You know, the sad thing is, I really liked you.' He gestures to my clothes. 'Even with all this, I could tell you were the same smart, funny girl I met in the café. That's who I wanted to get to know.'I step forward. Eli knew, and he liked me. Not Alicia. 'I didn't thing you'd like me,' I say, my voice quiet. 'The real me.'He shakes his head again. 'Now we'll never know. "
